Women… taking the stage

It’s International Women’s Day March 8th, 2017.

I’m not going to go on about all the rights, movements, motions, marches, liberation, suppression, equality, love, violence, hate, bigotry, motherhood, sisterhood, beauty, nurturing, bold gestures, going back in time, empowerment, daughters, peace, activism….

Many are addressing these issues. And, well… I guess I sort of am. A tiny bit.

We women still have a long way to go to gain our place in this world. But… I believe our inner mother nature is sliding around quietly influencing, more than ever. And, we need it urgently.  In the past three days, Continue reading “Women… taking the stage”

Gardening… therapeutic art

My first garden was in the back yard of our Banff house in a little dark corner with black earth. My first plant, a strawberry plant. Our neighbours’ fence was high above, blocking my sun, but dripping gooseberries that I guiltily snuck from time to time. When my first strawberry emerged, albeit tiny, I was excited. My Mom had the main garden that produced peas, and, I’m sure a lot more, but I only remember peas.

Our PEI vegetable garden was massive as we had… Continue reading “Gardening… therapeutic art”

A bridge back to the arts…

The last few posts have been distinctly more political and heated. I had felt a strong need to write about something that impassioned me. The state of a group of seniors’ situation in a place in which I’m deeply familiar. That story hasn’t ended. And, I will keep a strong eye on it until it does. And, other stories related to seniors. (I have many up my sleeve)

But. For now… Continue reading “A bridge back to the arts…”

How deeply do we care…Action not just words…

Last Saturday night I watched a documentary called “What About Me?“. I scanned through comedies, dramas, and documentaries to find something that would soothe my despair over losing a friend to suicide last week. Imagining the incredibly bright light of Haigan Day in her final darkness alone sent myself stumbling blindly.

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“What About Me?” was the perfect balm for my soul. Philosophers, spiritual guides, ordinary people, and musicians were Continue reading “How deeply do we care…Action not just words…”

Beyond Belief, Booze over Elders…

Yes, it’s true. The PEI government has chosen to construct a new liquor store in the community of Montague, Prince Edward Island, and postpone, once again, their 2009, 2015, 2016 promise of a brand new Riverview Manor, residence for seniors, to (we’ll see) 2017.

BUT, the new liquor store will be ready for business in June 2017.

How we treat our vulnerable defines us as individuals, as a community, and as a country.

How must Montague feel right now as… Continue reading “Beyond Belief, Booze over Elders…”

Keep Going….

Today, the announcement for the new government liquor store in Montague was published by CBC in a positive light, gleefully optimistic about an increase in liquor sales next year, in their new building that will be constructed.

A new building that will break ground as soon as ….. next week. Ready for an opening in June, 2017.

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Those dots represent the unbearable silence as we all take this in.  Continue reading “Keep Going….”

Playing Russian Roulette with the Elderly in Prince Edward Island

The Riverview Manor in Montague, Prince Edward Island.

A place no-one wants to spend the last part of their life. But the decrepit nursing home building is full of the community’s elderly. The community’s loved ones. I know it well. Because of my Dad.

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Last week I wrote an article to light a spark of action toward the repeated promised construction of a new Manor. Two days ago I wrote another one to remind the government of the safety of the people, especially fire. And, tonight… Continue reading “Playing Russian Roulette with the Elderly in Prince Edward Island”